Irena

　　"Some of his board members who are here to out in their signatures regarding the approval of the functionality of the security system after the test run," Lesley explained.

　　I nodded briefly "alright,"

　　"When is the meeting set to hold?" She must have sent an email, but I haven't checked my phone all day, apart from the call I got from Mr. Monterey and the voice message I received from Alexey.

　　"In ten minutes madam,"

　　"By the way, I got a voice message from Alexey regarding this, did you give him my number?" I asked.

　　She suddenly looked nervous, "Yes, I did. I had to because you were unavailable and he had to make an immediate verbal report."

　　"Yeah, I understand. How do I look?" I asked

　　"You look great as always," she commented checking out my looks.

　　I smiled "alright, let's go." I ordered leaving for the meeting room. Lesley hurriedly grabbed the things I need and tried to match my pace.

　　There was a conflict in my mind as we headed to the meeting room, did I confirm my looks or appearance just because I wanted to or because deep down- Nah, I'm not thinking about that.

　　I got to the empty meeting room and sat at the head of the table, my usual seat, while Lesley went ahead to call Alexey and the rest men.

　　Against my wishes, my heart skipped a beat as Alexey walked in looking like sex on a stick. Sexy and attractive, clad in a black suit and a grey tie knotted loosely, looking ever attractive in his always messy locks of soft dark-brown hair. His bright blue locked with my green ones, for a brief instant before he smirked and took a seat two chairs away from mine.

　　Two men walked in after him, they were older-looking men and honestly sore sights. They took the seats in between me and Alexey, while Lesley proceeded to sit next to me.

　　Alexey waited for everyone to settle down and get ready before proceeding to introduce the men to me and vice-versa. Their names were Bobby and Rob and they were board representatives here to give their signature affirming that Alexey's security tech invention worked.

　　After the introduction, we proceeded to go on with the rest of the meeting with Alexey staring at me fifty percent of the time, but how else did I know if I wasn't staring right back at him? After all the necessary actions, the meeting was over and everyone was good to go. Well, they all left except Alexey.

　　"What do you want?" I questioned immediately he walked into my office. I shouldn't have left the door ajar.

　　"Feisty ay? Tigress," I hate it when he says that.

　　I sighed tired of his typical remarks. "Shouldn't you be gone with the rest of your board members?"

　　"No, not necessarily, they can find their way back, they don't look like children now, do they?" He shrugged.

　　Lesley left the office on some excuse about going to discuss some important stuff with August. Speaking of August, I haven't seen her for a while, even the rest of my girls.

　　"You know that isn't what I mean?" I stated crossing my arms and placing my long legs crossed on the table, exposing the smooth, milky skin of my thighs through the high slit of the black skirt I wore.

　　"What do you mean?" He strenuously tore his eyes off my exposed thighs.

　　"Forget about that," I dismissed, "so I hear you got a thing for punching men that have a liking to me huhn?"

　　Alexey didn't look surprised or remorseful one bit. "How did you find out?" He sat on the chair opposite mine and leaned back, studying my facial features.

　　Hopefully, he can see that I have an annoyed expression on my face.

　　"Are you really asking me that?" I replied.

　　He scoffed, seeming amused. "Are you really going to answer my question with a question?" I didn't reply. "Well, he deserved it." He added when he realized that I wasn't going to answer his question.

　　My hands formed into fists as anger began to build up inside me. "You punched my client just because he is my client?" I answered through gritted teeth.

　　"Exactly." He seemed to be enjoying my reaction.

　　"Did you wonder why he didn't press charges?" I was so annoyed and I wanted to wipe off the smug expression on his face.

　　"Well I did once, but then I never cared. If he sued me, I'll sue his whole family." His reply was blunt and unabashed.

　　I gaped slightly, "on what charges?"

　　"Trust me, there don't need to be any charge," He sounded so confident, it was almost sexy, with the exception that he didn't mind indulging in corruption and unfairness for his selfishness but then again, I'm not innocent of such acts.

　　"I'm not surprised that you are ready to do such,"

　　I took my legs off the table and leaned back on my chair. From his eyes, I could tell that he wanted my legs back on the table and it gave me a thrill that I could control and tease some of his feelings as much as I want.

　　"Who said I haven't? You gotta do what you gotta do."

　　I stared at him dead in the eyes, and he started right back undisturbed.

　　"I'm not your property Alexey," I stated firmly.

　　"Who said anything about you being my property?" He was smirking and I hate it. I stared at him with a displeased expression on my face.

　　"You and I both know that you act as if I'm your property and as if you own me. I mean you go about beating men that have something sexual to do with me, my fucking client for fuck's sake!" I exclaimed, tired of his shenanigans.

　　He was still smirking, "It was only one man and it was just a punch because he was annoying," 'and I wouldn't mind doing more than that to anyone else when it involves you' I heard him say to himself.

　　"You have to be mad," I alleged.

　　"You and I both know that I am not mad, I'm simply a man that wants you and would get you."

　　I found his dormant aggressiveness and confidence sexy, appealing.

　　"And you say this because?"

　　"I say it because it's true." He was so sure, he sounded so sure, it was sexy and annoying at the same time. I've spent too much time on earth to be treated like a property.

　　"After what you did, I think I'll be calling off our date," it was my turn to smirk, as his eyes widened slightly, for a split second. "You didn't think about the repercussions of your actions right? Or you were thinking that I'm not going to find out?"

　　He was smirking again and I arched my eyebrows, curious to know why he was smirking instead of begging me or something. "You wouldn't call off the date." He stated, smirking even more.

　　"And why do you sound so sure about that?"

　　"You won't call off the date because you want to go on that date with me."

　　He was right and I hated it.

　　I do want to go on a date with him and I've honestly spent most of my time fantasizing and wondering what it would be like. I tell myself that I agreed to go on a date with him so that I can have an excuse to find fault and not have anything to do with him again and as dumb as that sounds, that wasn't why I agreed to go on a date with him at all, I was curious, I wanted to know what it would be like if we're not only fucking anytime we meet.

　　"There," Alexey smiled in satisfaction when he noticed that I wasn't saying anything or wasn't going to say anything. "I was right."

　　"No, you're not," I countered defensively.

　　"Tell yourself that, cat got your tongue already," he was laughing. "You're so adorable,"

　　I gave him the 'what the fuck?' look. "Don't call me adorable, I hate being called that," I complained.

　　Only one person used to call me adorable and thinking about her brought back memories I've kept buried.

　　"You don't like being called what?" Alexey began to tease me, smirking.

　　"That,"

　　"What's that?"

　　"That,"

　　"What is that?"

　　"That word Alexey, you know what I'm trying to say,"

　　"I wouldn't know the word until you say it," he was smiling and I fought hard to stop myself from smiling too, I'm not going to lie, his smile was infectious.

　　"Well, I'm not gonna,"

　　"You're not gonna do what?"

　　"I'm not gonna say the word,"

　　"What word Irena? You're making us go in circles," Alexey complained.

　　"I'm making us go in circles?" I asked in disbelief while smiling at the same time. "You're the one making us go in circles,"

　　"Right, blame me," he protested.

　　"Fuck you," I cursed.

　　"Sure, we've never had sex in your office before." He was smirking now, his blue eyes trailing down my face towards my revealing silk blouse, to stare at my cleavage.

　　I was about to reply when I heard a ringing voice in my head, causing me to be startled.